When I was a kid any large bird perched on a pole was considered a target.
mike r
Ya, and that’s even without $20,000 worth of roosters staked out in the back yard.
Birds of prey were protected when I was a kid.
Me too. But picking off fighting chickens with a .22 was always fun.
When I was a kid in Colorado the only thing protected wore a brand
mike r
Brand or a collar.
But getting into a mess of brood stock fighting chicken hens made for some fun fast action shooting. Picking off the roosters on their barrels from 100+ with headshots was fun too. Those were good days.
